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CONNECTING (BAIRD, JANET) (Poesía)

Connecting: to this planet and Her inhabitants is a collection of short poems written and illustrated by Janet Baird. ?It covers a wide range of subject matter from Kakadu to Machu Pichu; cyclones to exploration; Indigenous mythology to music; archeology to social issues; astronomy to a cricket match. ? The poems are designed to stimulate further interest in the events and issues addressed. ?They may encourage readers to reminisce about their own personal experiences. ? The collection emphasizes the need for cooperation between everyone and everything sharing this special planet. "Connecting?in so many forms invites the reader to take the particular into a personal, holistic approach to thinking about one's own self in terms of the larger natural and social world of which we are a part." Dr Brian J Edwards, former Associate Professor at Deakin University. ?

BARE (BROWN, C.L.;COWELL, JASON;GRAFFEO, DAN) (Poesía)

Sometimes you have to become nothing before you can blossom into something. This quotation, from C. L. Brown himself, speaks to the very essence of this poetry collection. Quite simply, he lays it Bare. Inspiring, soulful, raw, passionate, powerful, and gripping. You will be taken on an enchanting journey as Brown peels back layers of himself with a courage that is purely magnetic. Prepare yourself for a front row seat into the heart, and soul of the author as he takes you to a place where you will feel as though these words were written for you, and not another soul in this world. Scattered throughout the book, the reader will find what Brown refers to as the?skipped beats of his heart; a collection of quotes that will inspire, motivate, and empower him or her. So, get yourself ready for an encounter you will not soon forget.

THESE WOMEN YOU GAVE ME (BRIM, ANTOINETTE) (Poesía)

Antoinette Brim?s These Women You Gave Me brings front and center Biblical mythology and legend to prove a truth that can only be proven through poetry.?Brim?s poems sing of the ability women have always had to love and thrive in spite of the most oppressive odds, or as Brim herself would say, ?His heavy breath filled her ears.?She awakened beneath.??This is really gorgeous work.? ?Jericho Brown ? In?These Women You Gave Me, Antoinette Brim weaves her personification poems of Lilith, Eden and Eve into a?collection?that is intimate and powerful. Her sensual, precise poems take root and resonate with the feminine in each of us. ?Amidst the waters of the firmament:/ male and female float; as only indigo shadows/stitched to the depths with light can do?.?Antoinette Brim?s poetry is evocative, risky and true. ?Suzanne Frischkorn ? In?These Women You Gave Me, Antoinette Brim employs a meticulous,?lyric sensibility?to remind readers of the first women of the Bible and the roles women in the Judeo-Christian tradition have occupied since. This is a bold?symphony?to Lilith, the first woman, who ?has read the Book and

CAJA DE RESISTENCIA (LEYVA, JUAN) (Poesía)

Escribo desde que sé escribir. Le escribía a mi alma hasta que encontré al amor, le escribí al único amor hasta que fui capaz de encontrarlo en multitud de corazones, le escribí al amor sin nombres ni apellidos y cuando no lo tuve me lo inventé. Escribo con las tripas; no llenas, sino fuera. Escribo hasta que sale algo de poesía, o no sale nada, en cualquier caso es mejor que pegarse un tiro o planchar una tarde de domingo. Me fijo en cosas pequeñas, en mí mismo, me quiero pero a veces no me soporto, y tengo muchos errores, y seguidos, y algunos no quiero dejarlos. A veces creo que todo lo que ocurre parece una tragicomedia, España se explica con Berlanga, Gila y Buero Vallejo. Lo único que está globalizado es la pobreza. La poesía es una escalera que cruje, un quedarte a centímetros de decir algo claramente, algo que no te das cuenta de lo que es hasta que alguien te da un beso con su lectura o te cierra y deja de saludarte. Que os entretenga este rato, y la vida, y que podáis tener a alguien cerca, buscadlo, no es bueno estar solo, porque una mala tarde la tiene cualquiera.